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Understanding that both would walk their seperate way,he nodded.He could understand Tyr's point of view on the subject.Of course,Mastema would in the end be one step ahead and slaughter him.Shrugging as he started to walk,he thought about something."Ugh...I'm glad you're sleeping Kai...wouldn't want you to make a fuss..." His own words brought him a chuckle.One that brought forth more pain and blood.His weapons vanished in a dark mist,and then he vanished behind them,though without the mist.He was of course heading back to his keep to get rest.He wouldn't be anywhere near healed by tommorow,but he could at least get a cloak to hide his gruesome features.

*Hashii walks through the forest quietly, but with much grace, almost as if floating, but not quite. Her headphones dangle around her neck as a gental breeze ruffles her cloths a bit, her hair blowing back a little. Her ears flicker every now and then as her tail swishes from side to side a little bit, though she gazes up at the bright sky. She smiles a little and closes her eyes, as the glow from the sun peeks through the trees and lands softly on her face. She feels very relaxed, just clearing out her thoughts with no one around, just the quiet forest, whispering softly to herselft.* It's so beautiful here...

Focht appears in the clearing he was last seen at, sitting calmly on the boulder in the center. He looks around and sighs, knowing he has been alway too long and needs to go back. Overall he doesn't look to bad for a week in the forest training, his clothes are slightly tattered and worn, his cloth wrapped package seemed almost empty compared to when he left. Jumping off the rock with a slight hop, he headed to the trail and back to the Dojo.

"Why is it coming up so much more now? I thought it was only at certain people but it's coming up anywhere, around anyone."

*His thoughts were tearing at him constantly, his hunger begging to be released, anxious to take over his brutal life.*

"I just don't know how much more I can hold back."

Mumbling a bit, a young woman in a small cave rolls over trying to get comfortable. Yawning a bit still in a half sleep, she reaches behind herself for what seemed to be a blanket. The woman was dirty covered in scars and dirt, her hair was a mess and her clothes were tattered, though it seemed she may actually be attractive when clean. Don't take the covers.... She spoke to her dream as she turned over, waking more every second to find herself alone on the floor of a cave. Sitting up quickly, she grabbed her head as a pounding came over her head so hard it was difficult for her to hear. Looking around she tried to remember where she was and how she got there, then remembered the Lord that had come down and bestowed his wisdom upon her. Follow my heart........ She mumbled to herself as she crawled towards the small body of water in front of her, only to recoil in fear. She slowly moved back so that she could see her reflection and stared in horror at the scrapes, bruisess, and dirt that caked her skin. Looking down at her clothes, she looked around to see if maybe she'd been changed into different clothes. What in the world.....? She looked around again for any signs of life and undressed, slipping into the cold water. Cringing as the water made it's way up her body, she began to think more clearly about the days before.

After having soaked herself, she washed her hair and paid close attention the the wounds and bruises to make sure she wouldn't get an infection. Follow my heart....., well I have to definately find and make it up to Spyse somehow, but first I want to find Rhea and...... She paused while ringing out her hair, which now hung gracefully if wet down to the midlle of her back, unsure what she wanted to do about Focht. She loved him yes, but the Lord had told her to leave him be if he didn't love her, but did that mean she couldn't be friends as well? I'll find Focht and let him know he has an ally in me forever. She tried to clean her face up as well as possible and got out to put her clothes on. Lifting them up, she smelled the stench of wear for weeks and the dirt and blood on them. Disgarding them, she looked around to see what she could do now that she was naked. Changing into a golden brown leopard, she headed out of the cage and sniffed the air hoping to pick up the scent of the Dojo, praying they hadn't thrown out her clothing. Turning her head to the right, she headed off slowly in that direction towards what she hoped was the dojo.

Crystal walked into the forest, hanging her head slightly. After a few nights rest she finally had all her strength back. She looked at the rune and thought about what Focht had done. Part of her wished she didn't know still. Crystal wasn't watching were she was going. As long as she was moving away from the dojo she was happy.

Crystal stopped moving and dropped the rune to teh ground. She started to gather energy from around her. Lighing quckly filled the sky over head as it struck the ground all around her.